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ICHIGO KUROSAKI

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i don't fight because i want to win, i fight to win!

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The topic of children was a touchy subject for the former leader. There were times where he would be kind to children that he came across to, although a little bit gruff at times, and there were times where he would almost seem AFRAID of them. He wasn't necessarily afraid of the children, he was more afraid FOR them in the fact that children that got close to Ichigo ended up dying in front of him. Something that the wildcat couldn't stand for any more thanks to how many times it had happened and how many times he hadn't managed to save them either. Ichigo had seen plenty of death in his life, and as far as he knew out of the group of friends that he once had, he was practically ancient. He was five years old in real time, although his body just simply showed him as a three-year-old cougar. He got lucky when it came to being reincarnated into the body that he was put into. The Shinigami had seen plenty of his own children die in front of him, but he had also seen those that were in his family give birth only to watch as some of the children would eventually die in front of their own parents. Ichigo remembered the pain and suffering that he went through when he was pinned down by beasts to watch as his children were basically skinned alive. The simple thought would always make him stop what he was doing and nearly break down completely.

He didn't have the same mental capacity that he used to, making it easier for someone or something to get to him emotionally. He didn't remember the last time he was actually emotionally stable, and the thought seemed almost like a fleeting dream in itself. The most recent instance of his children dying had been around a year ago. He had finally adopted someone he considered to be a daughter toward him, and they had been so happy during his return, it just felt right. Only for the happiness to end in an instant when he saw her laying in her own pool of blood with her killer not too far away from her. Littlestar never deserved something like that. The wildcat refused to believe she was dead until he was drenched in his own child's blood. It had been the last straw for the Death God, and he had lost it. Chasing after the killer in an attempt to take the other's life as payment of killing the one that he loved. It was at that point that everyone that Ichigo knew was basically dead. Recently, however, Ichigo came across his granddaughter that was still alive and breathing. Technopaw. His granddaughter lived in a place called the Typhoon, and he didn't remember the last time that he had been so relieved to see a familiar face. Usually, when it was someone familiar it was someone coming across him that hated his guts and tried to kill him. The Shinigami had a busy past couple of days though, keeping ghosts in check, but now that their numbers had died down he could focus on his training a little bit.

He flicked the black tip of his tail as he had wandered a little bit away from the border behind the wall to check for any other vengeful spirits that he would have to take care of. His paws seemed to drag slightly as he made his way back toward the wall, his bi-colored eyes not looking in front of him. It wasn't hard to hear him coming thanks to the black leather and metal armor that was strapped to his body as it rattled with each step that he met. And the massive blade on his back certainly made him look intimidating despite him not trying to look as such. The heavily scarred wildcat did perk his ears when he heard voices and raised his head slightly to notice that there were three animals. Only one that he recognized, but considering Steve's position at the border it was probably another Sunhaven member. His eyes turned to look at the small male that was standing there. It was just a kid. One that didn't look in the best of conditions. A frown spread across Ichigo's jaws as he doubted the other had been eating. Where were his parents? Was he abandoned here? Ichigo made sure to approach the group from the side so that he wouldn't scare the child from approaching him from behind. He offered the child a small grin from his lips and made sure to keep enough distance between him and the kitten, as he didn't want the other to freak out by his appearance. Although, Marine was at least two feet taller than he was and might be even more intimidating. "Hey there kiddo. Where did you come from? You must be hungry." The former father and leader would say in a soothing tone as he debated what he could quickly get for the child. Despite the expression he wore on his face, Ichigo could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he tried to keep the memories at bay.